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The story of my life

People think that don't know me think that I have had a "perfect" life  
Yeah whatever "perfect" is called these days"  
people think I'm normal with nothing to worry about  
yeah whatever people think "normal" would be  
But what people dont know is what my life is really like  
I think about it every night  
What people think my life is like based on how people treat me  
And how do people treat me?  
Well it goes a little something like this  
"There is no possible way you could now how "I" feel or what I go through  
"I go through the same pain everyday and nothing ever gets better for me and all I want to do is shoot myself in the head because people make me think everything is my fault"  
"Yeah thats pretty much all the basics people tell "me" That "I DON'T UNDERSTAND"  
Well the truth is....  
I do understand...  
For my life is not "perfect" or "normal"  
For I do know what it is like to be in pain everyday  
Now it is my turn to speak my words  
It is my turn to be heard  
For people out there wondering  
I do know what it is like to be beaten  
for I have been beaten so bad that I have had bruises of every color of the rainbow (NOT EXAGERATION)  
I do know what it is like to be raped  
for it was so bad that I have horrible flashbacks that I can not get rid of  
I do know what it is like to have a unwanted abortion that is forced upon my own will  
It was one of the most painful and hardest things I had to do  
I do know what it is like have drug addictions that feel like they are nearly impossible to stop  
I do know what it is like to be a cutter  
And have blood dripping down making puddles on the ground and thinking to yourself how much of a relief it is  
I do know what it is like to have a father/mother not care for you  
and feeling like the only way to make them care is to just kill yourself  
I do know what it is like to be locked up in a mental hospital because everyone thinks you are completely insane and there is no other hope for me  
I do know what it is liked to lose someone very special to you  
I've lost my sister, and three best friends either over suicide or overdosing  
And that is just the beginning  
Oh and another thing...  
Guess WhaT????  
I'M STILL ALIVE!!!!!  
So if i can live through this all so can you
Written by emogirl21
Published | Edited 12th Sep 2013
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